Friends, I’m so bloody torn. By all accounts, Love Is Blind: UK season two is one of the most successful endings we’ve ever seen. All of the couples except for one are now married, and even the pair who didn’t get married parted on an “it’s not a no — it’s when we’re ready.” No one’s parents refused to show up out of spite, no one’s brother started a fight with the groom, and even the couple who did not get married ended on an amicable note.

And yet, as the last couple tied the knot and walked down the aisle grinning like they’d just robbed a bank, I just felt … empty. Comparison is the thief of joy, so perhaps thinking this way is a mistake in itself, but I just can’t help but remember the electricity of season one. Remember how jazzed we all were about those couples? Where did that energy go?

I’m a little surprised to feel this way because overall, this has been a pretty fun season. (And not only because of the delightfully insufferable novelty act that was “human design coach” Patrick, a.k.a. “Mr. Spleen.”) We had Katisha trying to decide between an obvious sweetie pie, Demola, and a bread-crumbing nightmare, Javen. We had Sophie badmouthing Kieran for having the audacity to pick someone else (and then flirting with Javen right in front of Katisha), and we had that incredible scene where Megan and Kieran confronted Javen for flirting with other women, and he went into full denial mode before calling, of all people, Mr. Spleen himself.

And yet, these final two episodes left me cold. I realize that this next thought will not put me on the fast track to heaven, but I guess I wanted to see more … emotional carnage? In the absence of that, I also just wish I felt more invested in these couples.

From beginning to end, LIB: UK season one felt messier but still, somehow, more compelling. The singles who made it to the end were less polished, which imparted a feeling of spontaneity sorely lacking here. We had Cat picking fights with Freddie while shopping, and we had Ollie threatening to leave the show because Jasmine had questioned his intentions with Demi, and we had Tom clashing with his fiancée, Maria, about gender roles. As eyeroll inducing as the word authenticity might feel when used to describe reality television, the participants we saw in season one seemed to be putting it all out there — the good, the bad, and the ugly. But this season, almost everyone who has actually made it to the weddings feels about as interesting as a damp cocktail napkin. Don’t get me wrong; they seem like lovely people. But they sure haven’t given us much drama to chew on. Selfishly, I yearn for a good screaming match.

With Javen and Katisha officially out, we’re left with four final couples this week: Bardha and Jed, Sarover and Kal, Megan and Kieran, and Ashleigh and Billy. Because these are not messy people, not a single interesting thing happens during the bride and groom fittings, or at the hen and stag parties, unless you count Jed and Bardha admitting to their families that they’ve finally had an argument, which we never see. The big clash? He’d asked her to let him pay for dinner, and when they got ready to leave, she offered to pay anyway. Gasp! How will they ever overcome this pivotal point? [Snore].

Oh, and also, Billy is still unsure about saying “yes” to Ashleigh because she’s a flight attendant and he’s worried it will complicate their relationship. In other news, water is still wet.

Going into the weddings, we’re clearly supposed to think that Billy will reject Ashleigh at the altar. I groaned aloud at the scene where they part ways for a week ahead of the ceremony, in which she tells him it worries her that he hasn’t made a decision and he just … frowns at her with those big, blue, Northern Irish eyes. But in fact, Billy and Ashleigh are not the ones who falter at the altar. (Heh — sorry.) It’s actually Jed and Bardha.

Jed is clearly all in, and for a while, it seems like Bardha’s ready to say “yes” as well. But as she’s getting ready, she admits that she and Jed have had “more bickers” since leaving their shared apartment, and evidently, the discord is enough to make her want to wait for the right time to say “I do.” It’s not a no, she tells Jed. “It’s when we’re ready.”

For the most part, Jed seems to take this in stride. He says he respects her decision and seems open to the idea of continuing to see each other, although even that doesn’t feel 100 percent certain. I will say, however, that I did not appreciate it when he replied to Bardha saying she loves him with all her heart by muttering, “Ninety-nine percent of it.” I’ve never been rejected at the altar, but given that the poor woman was crying in front of him, it felt uncalled for. At least his family stepped up to reassure her.

But what is there to say about the rest of the weddings? Kal and Sarover say “yes,” which feels inevitable, as do Kieran and Megan. I’ll admit, Kieran and Megan’s wedding is a cute one; he cries before saying a single word at the altar, and he wears a top hat and a cane at the reception, where they perform the dance routine they’ve been working on for weeks. If they don’t stay together forever, I’ll be genuinely sad, because they do seem to prove that, as Kieran puts it, “love is bloody blind!”

Finally, we have Ashleigh and Billy, who decide that her hectic schedule cannot stifle their love. I wish them all the best, but the cynical wench who lives inside me gives it a few months. Did they ever figure out their other problems, like how his extremely strict diet stresses her out? Or are those just more bugaboos they’ve stuffed in the closet and vowed to overcome through the power of love?

So, here we are. Looking back on it all, my feelings about this season are a lot like my feelings about almost every meal I’ve ever eaten at a wedding. It was a little dry, and a couple of the side components seemed undercooked, but overall, I’ve had much worse. And here’s the good news: When almost every couple has gotten married, the suspense is on heading into the reunion to see which relationships are built to last and which have the shelf life of an unwrapped slab of wedding cake. Grab a centerpiece on your way out, and I’ll see you there.

Pod Goss

• What do we think the over/under is on Jed and Bardha actually continuing to date after this? I really want them to work out, but I’m getting a nasty premonition that the reunion will reveal he refused to try.

• I’m very sad that Kal and Sarover’s wedding did not feature a six-foot tower of my new culinary obsession, Wigan kebabs. Does Netflix cater these events? Hold, please, I’m checking the end credits again to figure out where to direct my complaint.

• Now that the season is ending, who do we expect to see on Perfect Match next summer? My guesses: Aanu, Javen, and Sophie. (God bless those PM producers; you know they love mess!)

 Only one of our remaining couples did not get married, and yet this finale felt … a little boring.